"If we seek security rather than the realization of our abilities, safety rather than growth, then we will be accentuating and developing our capacity for fear rather than courage, and security will, paradoxically, always remain slightly outside of our reach." -- Michael Lynberg

Diane (the most practical of the 3) has been delegated the 2 most important duties: holding the map, and declaring when we are lost.

At the hotel, Diane (the more conservative of the twins) checked out our room for peepholes (a big problem in Thailand according to the well-read Diane.) During the Diane-peep-hole-check-out process, Cherie and Hilda were parading around the room in their G-strings. Pat Pong watch out!

The food here is fantastic, and in addition to delicious curries we have choices such as these to select from: Spicy sweet snakehead fish with pickled plumbs (Hilda's favorite!), Dried fish maw with spicy yard grass salad, steamed squid with lemon & bird chili, and Hot fried frog with basil.

Hilda has already shed a few tears over the food. All of a sudden Hilda started crying over dinner. When she composed herself enough to speak she said: "That red thing is not a bell pepper."
On our plane ride (China Air) we were among only a handful of foreigners. We felt a little discriminated against, since we seemed to get passed up whenever the flight attendants were handing out good stuff. First we got passed up on the soup.

Then we were offered a choice of juice or water, while a local next to us sipped on a cold Taiwan beer. Finally, the flight attendants handed out slippers to everyone except us! It was time to put my un-slippered foot down.

"Can we have 3 beers (for the 3 ladies) and slippers, too? We ended up getting 3 beers each and cute free slippers. We never got the soup. That's when Diane said: "No soup for you."